“You heard the gal!” Sylph shouted, “everyone strip!”
“I swear this might be the one time you had a good idea Sylph,” Salamander said, being the first to be naked- She just had to put out the flames that hid her lady parts after all. Salamander made her way to the bed immediately, but still was only the third woman to arrive there.
First was Aclysia, who just dropped and snuggled up to John’s right side, while her dress receded back into her body. “I am in support of Sylph’s idea, Master,” she whispered in his ear.
Nobody had to tell John twice, he was already frantically putting his clothes into his inventory. A full orgy with all of his present haremettes? All five of them? The best he had managed so far were three. Horniness just didn’t line up or they needed to sleep or whatever the excuse was. This was about to become a dream come true!
The other girl that was already in bed with John was Sylph, who overtook Salamander mid-flight and threw her naked body against John’s back. He felt her soft breasts press against his back, soon joined by Salamander’s hot and huge ‘presence’.
“Uuuh, uhm, is there, maybe, some room for me here?” Gnome asked, late to the party. John hadn’t exactly paid attention to her so he had no idea where she had gotten the towel which she now used to hide her curves from the group’s lecherous eyes. John could see bits of her wiggling hips. Gnome was as naked as the rest of them.
“Drop the towel, you cute rock, you!” Salamander demanded.
“But, that is so…”
“We have all seen it, Gnome,” John reminded her, only deepening the shade of red the rock elemental displayed. A curious feeling overcame all of their minds, radiating from Undine, who was now moving over to John.
Her long legs apparently were just for show, she instead flowed over the floor. It was a bit weird, to see her form stretch in places. The weirdness settled as quickly as she pulled herself back into her nubile form. Undine’s dress had vanished and now showed her gelatine nakedness, from her dark blue nipples over the flat stomach (with decorative belly button) to the lack of a pussy. Undine didn’t take a place next to John but instead positioned herself between his legs, her reshaped lower body in a kneeling position.
The curiosity of Undine was clearly guided towards Gnome and her still somewhat clothed state. Impatience soon followed. The stone elemental finally caved, “O-okay, I will drop the towel, promise me not to stare!”
“No promises are made!” squeaked Sylph.
“Wha…Sylph!”
“No promises are made!” the tempest elemental repeated. “Now off with the towel or I will tickle your belly!”
“You can’t just say stuff like that!” Gnome shouted and gestured wildly, “That is very, very rude!”
Sylph was taken aback by her eldest sisters’ sudden outbreak, then she showed a leering grin. “Hehe, plan succeeded.” There had been no plan. There absolutely had been no plan.
“What are you, uhm, uh,…” Gnome looked down on herself and realized that she had accidentally thrown away the towel, now standing in front of everyone, completely naked. “Uwuwuwuwuwu,” her voice rang out as her eyes spun in her head.
“There you go, sis’” Salamander congratulated.
“Nice body, Gnomy,” Sylph said and extended a thumb’s up next to John’s head.
“You are worthy of Master’s attention,” Aclysia added.
“I hate you all!” Gnome sniffled.
“Don’t be that way, Gnome, come cuddle,” John offered and patted the bed at his still empty left side. The stone elemental took the offer and, without another word, snuggled up to him on the bed, possessively grabbing his arm and resting her head on his shoulder.
‘Okay, this is nice,’ John thought as he felt four pairs of boobs of varying sizes being pushed against him from both sides and behind, ‘Wonder what can top this feeling?’ The answer was: adding the lips of a slime girl to the mix.
Undine, between his legs, had been eyeing his dick with interest for a bit. She chose now to act, wrapping her blue lips around the engorged head of his cock. Without any hesitance, the slime lady began to glide deeper, taking more and more in.
Undine’s body was slightly cooler than room temperature. The gelatinous slime that made up her body easily parted before him, forming a perfect sleeve for him. Clearly visible to the naked eye, he followed his cock gliding deeper down her translucent throat. His dick was instantly lubed up by secretions from Undine’s slime so that when she pulled her head back up, his dick easefully glided over the bumps its cast shape had left there. The walls constricted to press with perfect tightness against his rigid shaft.
Just as John discovered the joys of getting head from a sapient liquid, the mending elemental found out the joys of giving it. Her inhuman physique had granted her the ability to receive pleasure from wherever she wished to, all she needed to do is move a sensitive kind of slime, visually the same as the rest of her body, to the desired place. Instinctively she moved more and more of that slime to the walls of her upper hole. She sucked her summoner's dick with as much grace as she could muster, as she felt better and better and better until the feelings overflowed from her own mind and spread to everyone else.
The expressions on the faces of the four watching women turned gradually more vacant, lust replacing intrigue and desire, patience. They rubbed against him, first with little motions, then gradually more demanding trembles.
“Master, I am…” Aclysia gasped, her body burning up from the sight and the lust radiating from Undine. She guided John’s free hand to her crotch to feel her deep desire, the damp wetness of her pussy. John willingly followed the motion and started rubbing her clit and labia, as their lips met in a kiss.
This exchange of saliva, human and artificial, was as wild as it was short-lived. Gnome tugged gently on his arm, demanding his attention. “John, can you, uhm, t-touch me too?” she shyly asked, her hazel eyes dancing in and out of contact with his.
“Only if you kiss me,” John teased, Gnome gave him an unsure smile and their lips met. Her moan echoed in his mouth, when the fingers of his left hand slipped into her uniquely smooth cunt.
“No fair, no fair,” Sylph panted, she and Salamander having started to masturbate each other behind John’s back. “I want kissies too!”
John turned his head to meet the tempest elemental’s demands. The electrifying experience reverberated in his cock as Undine continued to suck him, still enjoying it more with each passing moment.
“Don’t you dare leave me out, stud,” Salamander purred in his ear and soon he was kissing the last woman on the bed. It wouldn’t be his last kiss, far from it. All of them tried to get his attention, individually or together. John kept moving and always he was greeted by a single or two pairs of lips, engaged with him in whatever deep or sloppy kisses they could get.
Undine’s head moved quicker and quicker. She wanted to taste what everyone else had tasted before. Something which she had only gotten glimpses of that she had not yet understood. Jolts of pleasure coursing through her throat, she began to get it. She wanted her summoner to cum and she did everything to get him there.
Then it suddenly happened. Hot seed, sweet and salty in taste, a delicious treat, filled the path in her body that she made for just this purpose. The mana of her summoner pulsed through her, just as the dick inside her pulsed. John’s orgasm, his still hard cock rubbing against her incredibly sensitive throat, the presence of all the other women,all of it added to her own ecstasy, sending it into overdrive. She felt something in her core tense and then give. A floodgate had been opened, sending gushes of wetness trickling down between her clenched thighs. Blissful shockwaves rippled through her body, barely weakening as time passed. The cock that kept filling her with delicious cum assured that.
The emotions that reached the other girls only made them even hornier. Gnome and Aclysia grinded themselves against John’s arms and fingers, moaning, all shame forgotten. Salamander pressed Sylph into the bed, no longer satisfied by just John’s kisses. Their legs intertwined, their crotches rubbing against each other in wild need. John himself kept cumming down Undine’s throat, until the cocksleeve of slime had milked every last drop out of him. His pooled cum dissolved inside her.
‘Let’s change positions,’ he suggested and climbed deeper into the bed. He laid down on his back, ready to please as many of them as he at once could. Nobody stopped Undine from laying claim to his dick. She straddled his hips, her smooth cunt swiftly shaping mons, then labia, then the hole beyond that. Swiftly, she dropped down, deflowering her newly shaped cunt in a swift moment of utter need. Even though the feeling of her pussy was the same as her mouth, the sight made a whole lot of difference. Behind her lower abdomen, his cock stood upright, reaching behind her navel. The quiet slime girl’s mouth let out ever so quiet gasps, each of them a beautiful note. Her breasts rose and fell in a non-existent heavy breathing.
It was so much easier to concentrate the sensitive slime there for some reason. She didn’t care what that reason was, she just wanted to feel more of this. She wanted to feel John’s seed filling her again and she wanted to be sent into orgasm again. She was hooked and she sent those feelings out to all around. Her eyes were unfocused, blindly staring at nothing.
John’s sight was blocked when Aclysia straddled his face. “Would you do me a favour, Master?” she asked, spreading her pretty pink pussy in front of his face.
“Of course,” he said, almost pleading for her to have a seat with his tone alone. And she did, dropping her bubble butt on his head in all of its round squishiness. The kind of perfect ass typically reserved for video game models was right there, hot and needy on top of him, and he lapped the honey straight from the source between her thick thighs.
He would have used his hands to pull her in deeper but there were two other girls that wanted his attention. “Don’t you forget about me,” Salamander said in a teasing, husky tone.
“Or me!” Sylph added, both of them guiding his fingers to play with their respective pussies. His digits plunged into the storm and the heat that both of them represented and their bodies were made of.
Only Gnome was left alone. Something that she did not seem to mind too much. Standing at the side, watching, a mental invitation was met with a barrier of intense lust. There was not even a lick of shame, she was just too horny watching to notice their suggestions at first. Then, the invitation came through, and Gnome slowly joined the orgy.
She climbed on top of John’s stomach and thus put herself between a perverted Sylph, an aggressive Salamander, and an attentive Aclysia. The two elementals and one maid ran their hands over Gnome’s body, teased her nipples and kissed the first of John’s elementals. They took turns fingering her while whispering compliments. Gnome’s embarrassment was only overshadowed by one feeling and that was Undine breaking all barriers around her own feelings. Each time John’s dick filled her up, when her hips sunk down, when her bouncy butt and medium sized breasts quivered, all of it was echoed to the other girls. All of them felt her ecstasy echoed in her own.
The room was filled with an orchestra of moans. Music of debauchery in John’s ears, the best kind of music. His tongue sank inside Aclysia’s pussy, he was fingering Sylph and Salamander and through his bee he could spy Gnome writhing under the pleasure and embarrassment she felt as she was showered in attention. All the while Undine was still riding his cock. She was ready for her second orgasm, she had been for a long time, but she couldn’t, not until she felt his load inside her. She wanted to feel it all align again.
John would soon do her the favour, the whole situation in the sum of its eroticism was too much for even his brain to fully process. All he wanted was for everyone to reach the climax together and when he felt his sperm surging up his shaft he heard the gasps and cries all around. When he exploded into Undine’s gripping pussy, everyone else exploded into their own orgasms, triggered by the strongest of them all, Undine’s rippling through their mental network.
Amidst the cries of her sisters, Undine could no longer hold back. She had only gasped quietly so far, but as her summoner’s semen heated up her insides with the flames of bliss, she tore that barrier down and let go. A siren’s call of raw ecstasy filled the room with a singular, high-pitched note, as she orgasmed for the second time. Her eyes, her clear blue eyes, rolled up. Her back arched intensely. She howled at the ceiling. Wetness squirted all over John’s crotch.
First the scream stopped, then the orgasms subsided in a cascade of moans and relieved sighs. One by one, the haremettes collapsed onto the bed, shuddering with the delight of aftershocks.
John was not done.
They knew it and it made them tremble in anticipation. Barely, they managed to coordinate. They laid down in a line, feeling his prolonged desire. Gnome, Salamander, Aclysia, Sylph and lastly Undine they now lay in front of him, all of them looking like they were already thoroughly fucked, the barriers between their minds ripped down by a storm of pleasure. All of them were lying on their backs, just waiting for John to choose.
He started to his left, with Gnome. His well lubricated dick still had a hard time slipping into her extremely tight pussy. “I… I cannot… Oh, John, I feel so… so… Aaaaah,” she would never be able to explain what she meant as just a few quick strokes brought her to orgasm. John kept fucking her through it, each thrust he made into her oversensitive quim was shared with all the other women. They twitched and spasmed, the pleasure real to their minds, but their bodies incapable of climax without the proper stimulation.
Still, their state of near orgasmic bliss, shared and transmitted, was wonderful to follow and more motivation than he needed to swiftly move onto the slime lady, all the way to the right of the spread. He quickly thrust into Undine, once more inside the water spirit’s semi-liquid insides. Quickly, he glided in and out, taking it in as the entire spread of gorgeous women gradually lost the ability to keep their eyes focused.
He moved to Salamander. Her inner fire greeted him with a turbulent inferno that he could hardly stoke anymore even if he tried. Still, he fucked her as hard as he could. Salamander grinned, teeth clenched, and pressed out the depraved sound of savage, constant orgasms. He was pounding her so hard her tits smacked against each other with each bounce.
Quickly he stuck his dick into Sylph. The storm was surprisingly calm but didn’t remain so for long. From the moment he thrust inside her the small elemental’s whole body tensed. Her tongue was lolled out, her noises nonsensical and lewd. John loved every second of pounding her little frame into the mattress.
Finally, he arrived at the centre. Aclysia managed to barely focus on him with glassy green eyes. She spread her cunt wide in invitation, wetness running out from her folds. “Please, use me however you wish, Master,” she offered before he slammed into her. Her eyes instantly rolled up and she screamed. She was a mess, as much as all the others, fucked silly, grinning, and twitching.
He was unable to hold out much longer. He had fucked each of the girls for long enough to count as its own engagement. His balls were filled to the brim again. Pumping into just one of them would have been a waste of a chance. He pulled out of Aclysia.
‘Everyone put your faces together,’ he instructed. His order was only sluggishly obeyed, but quick enough for him to hold out on his climax until they had fulfilled it.
He pumped his dick, ready to come any second. Masturbation felt almost foreign. Close as he was, he would have finished soon anyway, but the five women offered him so much as inspiration. Tongues outstretched, mouths agape, they tried to lick and kiss his shaft as best they could. This sight sealed the deal and his balls tightened, spraying his load all over the harem’s faces.
They were all marked with gooey white. There wasn’t enough of his cum to plaster them all as much as his mind would have wanted. The ropes that shot across their gorgeous features were still enough to satisfy his base instincts. They moaned, loudly, as they felt his thick load decorate them, licking what fell close to their lips.
When the last few drops fell on the carpet of their neighbouring tongues, the cockdrunk women turned on each other. With the last of their lust and energy, they cleaned one another of his seed. John followed the sight in awe, then collapsed into the bed with all of them.
They needed the rest.
“You heard the gal!” Sylph shouted, “everyone strip!”
“I swear this might be the one time you had a good idea Sylph,” Salamander said, being the first to be naked- She just had to put out the flames that hid her lady parts after all. Salamander made her way to the bed immediately, but still was only the third woman to arrive there.
First was Aclysia, who just dropped and snuggled up to John’s right side, while her dress receded back into her body. “I am in support of Sylph’s idea, Master,” she whispered in his ear.
Nobody had to tell John twice, he was already frantically putting his clothes into his inventory. A full orgy with all of his present haremettes? All five of them? The best he had managed so far were three. Horniness just didn’t line up or they needed to sleep or whatever the excuse was. This was about to become a dream come true!
The other girl that was already in bed with John was Sylph, who overtook Salamander mid-flight and threw her naked body against John’s back. He felt her soft breasts press against his back, soon joined by Salamander’s hot and huge ‘presence’.
“Uuuh, uhm, is there, maybe, some room for me here?” Gnome asked, late to the party. John hadn’t exactly paid attention to her so he had no idea where she had gotten the towel which she now used to hide her curves from the group’s lecherous eyes. John could see bits of her wiggling hips. Gnome was as naked as the rest of them.
“Drop the towel, you cute rock, you!” Salamander demanded.
“But, that is so…”
“We have all seen it, Gnome,” John reminded her, only deepening the shade of red the rock elemental displayed. A curious feeling overcame all of their minds, radiating from Undine, who was now moving over to John.
Her long legs apparently were just for show, she instead flowed over the floor. It was a bit weird, to see her form stretch in places. The weirdness settled as quickly as she pulled herself back into her nubile form. Undine’s dress had vanished and now showed her gelatine nakedness, from her dark blue nipples over the flat stomach (with decorative belly button) to the lack of a pussy. Undine didn’t take a place next to John but instead positioned herself between his legs, her reshaped lower body in a kneeling position.
The curiosity of Undine was clearly guided towards Gnome and her still somewhat clothed state. Impatience soon followed. The stone elemental finally caved, “O-okay, I will drop the towel, promise me not to stare!”
“No promises are made!” squeaked Sylph.
“Wha…Sylph!”
“No promises are made!” the tempest elemental repeated. “Now off with the towel or I will tickle your belly!”
“You can’t just say stuff like that!” Gnome shouted and gestured wildly, “That is very, very rude!”
Sylph was taken aback by her eldest sisters’ sudden outbreak, then she showed a leering grin. “Hehe, plan succeeded.” There had been no plan. There absolutely had been no plan.
“What are you, uhm, uh,…” Gnome looked down on herself and realized that she had accidentally thrown away the towel, now standing in front of everyone, completely naked. “Uwuwuwuwuwu,” her voice rang out as her eyes spun in her head.
“There you go, sis’” Salamander congratulated.
“Nice body, Gnomy,” Sylph said and extended a thumb’s up next to John’s head.
“You are worthy of Master’s attention,” Aclysia added.
“I hate you all!” Gnome sniffled.
“Don’t be that way, Gnome, come cuddle,” John offered and patted the bed at his still empty left side. The stone elemental took the offer and, without another word, snuggled up to him on the bed, possessively grabbing his arm and resting her head on his shoulder.
‘Okay, this is nice,’ John thought as he felt four pairs of boobs of varying sizes being pushed against him from both sides and behind, ‘Wonder what can top this feeling?’ The answer was: adding the lips of a slime girl to the mix.
Undine, between his legs, had been eyeing his dick with interest for a bit. She chose now to act, wrapping her blue lips around the engorged head of his cock. Without any hesitance, the slime lady began to glide deeper, taking more and more in.
Undine’s body was slightly cooler than room temperature. The gelatinous slime that made up her body easily parted before him, forming a perfect sleeve for him. Clearly visible to the naked eye, he followed his cock gliding deeper down her translucent throat. His dick was instantly lubed up by secretions from Undine’s slime so that when she pulled her head back up, his dick easefully glided over the bumps its cast shape had left there. The walls constricted to press with perfect tightness against his rigid shaft.
Just as John discovered the joys of getting head from a sapient liquid, the mending elemental found out the joys of giving it. Her inhuman physique had granted her the ability to receive pleasure from wherever she wished to, all she needed to do is move a sensitive kind of slime, visually the same as the rest of her body, to the desired place. Instinctively she moved more and more of that slime to the walls of her upper hole. She sucked her summoner's dick with as much grace as she could muster, as she felt better and better and better until the feelings overflowed from her own mind and spread to everyone else.
The expressions on the faces of the four watching women turned gradually more vacant, lust replacing intrigue and desire, patience. They rubbed against him, first with little motions, then gradually more demanding trembles.
“Master, I am…” Aclysia gasped, her body burning up from the sight and the lust radiating from Undine. She guided John’s free hand to her crotch to feel her deep desire, the damp wetness of her pussy. John willingly followed the motion and started rubbing her clit and labia, as their lips met in a kiss.
This exchange of saliva, human and artificial, was as wild as it was short-lived. Gnome tugged gently on his arm, demanding his attention. “John, can you, uhm, t-touch me too?” she shyly asked, her hazel eyes dancing in and out of contact with his.
“Only if you kiss me,” John teased, Gnome gave him an unsure smile and their lips met. Her moan echoed in his mouth, when the fingers of his left hand slipped into her uniquely smooth cunt.
“No fair, no fair,” Sylph panted, she and Salamander having started to masturbate each other behind John’s back. “I want kissies too!”
John turned his head to meet the tempest elemental’s demands. The electrifying experience reverberated in his cock as Undine continued to suck him, still enjoying it more with each passing moment.
“Don’t you dare leave me out, stud,” Salamander purred in his ear and soon he was kissing the last woman on the bed. It wouldn’t be his last kiss, far from it. All of them tried to get his attention, individually or together. John kept moving and always he was greeted by a single or two pairs of lips, engaged with him in whatever deep or sloppy kisses they could get.
Undine’s head moved quicker and quicker. She wanted to taste what everyone else had tasted before. Something which she had only gotten glimpses of that she had not yet understood. Jolts of pleasure coursing through her throat, she began to get it. She wanted her summoner to cum and she did everything to get him there.
Then it suddenly happened. Hot seed, sweet and salty in taste, a delicious treat, filled the path in her body that she made for just this purpose. The mana of her summoner pulsed through her, just as the dick inside her pulsed. John’s orgasm, his still hard cock rubbing against her incredibly sensitive throat, the presence of all the other women,all of it added to her own ecstasy, sending it into overdrive. She felt something in her core tense and then give. A floodgate had been opened, sending gushes of wetness trickling down between her clenched thighs. Blissful shockwaves rippled through her body, barely weakening as time passed. The cock that kept filling her with delicious cum assured that.
The emotions that reached the other girls only made them even hornier. Gnome and Aclysia grinded themselves against John’s arms and fingers, moaning, all shame forgotten. Salamander pressed Sylph into the bed, no longer satisfied by just John’s kisses. Their legs intertwined, their crotches rubbing against each other in wild need. John himself kept cumming down Undine’s throat, until the cocksleeve of slime had milked every last drop out of him. His pooled cum dissolved inside her.
‘Let’s change positions,’ he suggested and climbed deeper into the bed. He laid down on his back, ready to please as many of them as he at once could. Nobody stopped Undine from laying claim to his dick. She straddled his hips, her smooth cunt swiftly shaping mons, then labia, then the hole beyond that. Swiftly, she dropped down, deflowering her newly shaped cunt in a swift moment of utter need. Even though the feeling of her pussy was the same as her mouth, the sight made a whole lot of difference. Behind her lower abdomen, his cock stood upright, reaching behind her navel. The quiet slime girl’s mouth let out ever so quiet gasps, each of them a beautiful note. Her breasts rose and fell in a non-existent heavy breathing.
It was so much easier to concentrate the sensitive slime there for some reason. She didn’t care what that reason was, she just wanted to feel more of this. She wanted to feel John’s seed filling her again and she wanted to be sent into orgasm again. She was hooked and she sent those feelings out to all around. Her eyes were unfocused, blindly staring at nothing.
John’s sight was blocked when Aclysia straddled his face. “Would you do me a favour, Master?” she asked, spreading her pretty pink pussy in front of his face.
“Of course,” he said, almost pleading for her to have a seat with his tone alone. And she did, dropping her bubble butt on his head in all of its round squishiness. The kind of perfect ass typically reserved for video game models was right there, hot and needy on top of him, and he lapped the honey straight from the source between her thick thighs.
He would have used his hands to pull her in deeper but there were two other girls that wanted his attention. “Don’t you forget about me,” Salamander said in a teasing, husky tone.
“Or me!” Sylph added, both of them guiding his fingers to play with their respective pussies. His digits plunged into the storm and the heat that both of them represented and their bodies were made of.
Only Gnome was left alone. Something that she did not seem to mind too much. Standing at the side, watching, a mental invitation was met with a barrier of intense lust. There was not even a lick of shame, she was just too horny watching to notice their suggestions at first. Then, the invitation came through, and Gnome slowly joined the orgy.
She climbed on top of John’s stomach and thus put herself between a perverted Sylph, an aggressive Salamander, and an attentive Aclysia. The two elementals and one maid ran their hands over Gnome’s body, teased her nipples and kissed the first of John’s elementals. They took turns fingering her while whispering compliments. Gnome’s embarrassment was only overshadowed by one feeling and that was Undine breaking all barriers around her own feelings. Each time John’s dick filled her up, when her hips sunk down, when her bouncy butt and medium sized breasts quivered, all of it was echoed to the other girls. All of them felt her ecstasy echoed in her own.
The room was filled with an orchestra of moans. Music of debauchery in John’s ears, the best kind of music. His tongue sank inside Aclysia’s pussy, he was fingering Sylph and Salamander and through his bee he could spy Gnome writhing under the pleasure and embarrassment she felt as she was showered in attention. All the while Undine was still riding his cock. She was ready for her second orgasm, she had been for a long time, but she couldn’t, not until she felt his load inside her. She wanted to feel it all align again.
John would soon do her the favour, the whole situation in the sum of its eroticism was too much for even his brain to fully process. All he wanted was for everyone to reach the climax together and when he felt his sperm surging up his shaft he heard the gasps and cries all around. When he exploded into Undine’s gripping pussy, everyone else exploded into their own orgasms, triggered by the strongest of them all, Undine’s rippling through their mental network.
Amidst the cries of her sisters, Undine could no longer hold back. She had only gasped quietly so far, but as her summoner’s semen heated up her insides with the flames of bliss, she tore that barrier down and let go. A siren’s call of raw ecstasy filled the room with a singular, high-pitched note, as she orgasmed for the second time. Her eyes, her clear blue eyes, rolled up. Her back arched intensely. She howled at the ceiling. Wetness squirted all over John’s crotch.
First the scream stopped, then the orgasms subsided in a cascade of moans and relieved sighs. One by one, the haremettes collapsed onto the bed, shuddering with the delight of aftershocks.
John was not done.
They knew it and it made them tremble in anticipation. Barely, they managed to coordinate. They laid down in a line, feeling his prolonged desire. Gnome, Salamander, Aclysia, Sylph and lastly Undine they now lay in front of him, all of them looking like they were already thoroughly fucked, the barriers between their minds ripped down by a storm of pleasure. All of them were lying on their backs, just waiting for John to choose.
He started to his left, with Gnome. His well lubricated dick still had a hard time slipping into her extremely tight pussy. “I… I cannot… Oh, John, I feel so… so… Aaaaah,” she would never be able to explain what she meant as just a few quick strokes brought her to orgasm. John kept fucking her through it, each thrust he made into her oversensitive quim was shared with all the other women. They twitched and spasmed, the pleasure real to their minds, but their bodies incapable of climax without the proper stimulation.
Still, their state of near orgasmic bliss, shared and transmitted, was wonderful to follow and more motivation than he needed to swiftly move onto the slime lady, all the way to the right of the spread. He quickly thrust into Undine, once more inside the water spirit’s semi-liquid insides. Quickly, he glided in and out, taking it in as the entire spread of gorgeous women gradually lost the ability to keep their eyes focused.
He moved to Salamander. Her inner fire greeted him with a turbulent inferno that he could hardly stoke anymore even if he tried. Still, he fucked her as hard as he could. Salamander grinned, teeth clenched, and pressed out the depraved sound of savage, constant orgasms. He was pounding her so hard her tits smacked against each other with each bounce.
Quickly he stuck his dick into Sylph. The storm was surprisingly calm but didn’t remain so for long. From the moment he thrust inside her the small elemental’s whole body tensed. Her tongue was lolled out, her noises nonsensical and lewd. John loved every second of pounding her little frame into the mattress.
Finally, he arrived at the centre. Aclysia managed to barely focus on him with glassy green eyes. She spread her cunt wide in invitation, wetness running out from her folds. “Please, use me however you wish, Master,” she offered before he slammed into her. Her eyes instantly rolled up and she screamed. She was a mess, as much as all the others, fucked silly, grinning, and twitching.
He was unable to hold out much longer. He had fucked each of the girls for long enough to count as its own engagement. His balls were filled to the brim again. Pumping into just one of them would have been a waste of a chance. He pulled out of Aclysia.
‘Everyone put your faces together,’ he instructed. His order was only sluggishly obeyed, but quick enough for him to hold out on his climax until they had fulfilled it.
He pumped his dick, ready to come any second. Masturbation felt almost foreign. Close as he was, he would have finished soon anyway, but the five women offered him so much as inspiration. Tongues outstretched, mouths agape, they tried to lick and kiss his shaft as best they could. This sight sealed the deal and his balls tightened, spraying his load all over the harem’s faces.
They were all marked with gooey white. There wasn’t enough of his cum to plaster them all as much as his mind would have wanted. The ropes that shot across their gorgeous features were still enough to satisfy his base instincts. They moaned, loudly, as they felt his thick load decorate them, licking what fell close to their lips.
When the last few drops fell on the carpet of their neighbouring tongues, the cockdrunk women turned on each other. With the last of their lust and energy, they cleaned one another of his seed. John followed the sight in awe, then collapsed into the bed with all of them.
They needed the rest.
